After Divorce, I Inherited the Game's Fortune

Yang Hao hadn\'t expected this beautiful teacher to make such a request as well.

But hers seemed to be a genuine kitchen hood repair job!

"Sure, Mrs. Jiang, whenever you\'re free I can come over to take a look."

It was a busy teacher\'s request he felt he should help with, after all, he had a hostage in her hands.

However, Yang Hao hadn\'t expected the kitchen hood repair business to be so popular.

Well, from now on, please call me Repairman Yang!

It\'s just, why the hell does he feel like he inadvertently carries the aura of the male lead in a Japanese movie!

"Xixi\'s Dad, then thank you in advance."

"By the way, is that Xixi\'s maternal aunt?"

Jiang Yuqi took the opportunity to inquire about Li Manni\'s identity.

"Yes!"

"Even though Xixi\'s Mom and I are divorced, Xixi has always been close to her aunt since she was little, so she came to participate in today\'s sports day."

Yang Hao casually explained.

"Divorced?"

Jiang Yuqi caught the keyword in Yang Hao\'s words, and her whole being was thrown off.

Turns out, she had misunderstood from the beginning, thinking that Xixi\'s mom had passed away, when they were merely divorced!

As for Li Manni\'s identity, her understanding couldn\'t have been more ludicrous; she was the child\'s maternal aunt!

Ahhh, what kind of god-level comprehension skills do I have!!!

Before, Jiang Yuqi thought herself to be the great detective Conan, only to later discover she was actually Mori Kogoro...

What?

You\'re asking who Mori Kogoro is?

He\'s three times worse than Mori Kogoro!!

"Mrs. Jiang, what\'s wrong?"

Yang Hao found the beautiful teacher\'s expression a bit strange, so he casually asked.

"Uh, it\'s nothing."

"I\'m going to take photos for other families now!"

Jiang Yuqi beat a hasty retreat, thinking to herself it was a good thing he didn\'t know what she was thinking, or it would have been utterly embarrassing.

In the three-legged race finals that followed, Yang Hao and Li Manni still had great chemistry, and together with Xixi, they took first place once more.

And there was a prize for the first-place finishers in the finals: a choice between a stuffed animal and a toy car. Most boys would probably choose the toy car, but Xixi chose a cute rabbit plushie, clutching it lovingly in her arms.

Yang Hao, having clinched first place with his precious daughter, was brimming with a sense of achievement, as if he had won a world championship.

The next event was the parent-child jump rope competition, with each family sending one parent to jump rope with their child, to see who could do the most jumps in one minute.

Yang Hao, being on the heavier side, wasn\'t very good at jumping rope, so he let Li Manni take Xixi to the competition.

However, once the competition began, Yang Hao started to regret sending Li Manni out there. His nominally young auntie was so well-developed that her jumping created that kind of thumping effect, and several men who had been cheering on their own wives started to stare.

They then looked at Yang Hao with envy—both in their mid-thirties, but look at his wife: young, beautiful, and well-figured!

Then look at their own wives: aged, faded, and temperamental!

The disparity in life was just too intense...

There were even men who thought they wouldn\'t mind dying ten years earlier if they could have such a wife.

Hmm, the neighbor thought he wouldn\'t mind dying twenty years earlier!

Yang Hao thought to himself: As the saying goes, a girl changes eighteen times between childhood and womanhood; before you know it, she\'s all grown up.

However, it\'s probably better not to do this kind of skipping rope activity in public in the future!

Luckily the competition was only a minute long and ended quickly.

Due to having more to manage than the other women, Li Manni\'s jump rope performance was average and didn\'t stand out.

The auntie and Xixi were somewhat disappointed.

But Yang Hao thought it was for the best.

No more jumping; its impact was too great. Let\'s not talk about the surrounding losers; even he, as the brother-in-law, was struggling to handle it.

The next event was the tug of war competition.

Each class would send out ten parents, five men and five women.

Yang Hao, big and tall, was naturally among the five male contestants, and Fat Peng and his wife, heavy enough for the role, also made it into the Belle Kindergarten Second Grade\'s lineup.

Belle Kindergarten had a total of eight classes, with three each for the nursery and junior classes, and two for the senior ones.

The eight teams were just enough for a three-round competition to decide the champion.

Yang Hao was the tallest among the ten contestants from the second grade, and at 185 pounds now, he was likely on par with Fat Peng.

But Yang Hao, although tall and weighing 185 pounds, no longer seemed overweight, but rather imposing.

Fat Peng, around 170 cm tall, gave off the impression of actually being fat.

"Brother Peng, I\'ll be anchoring at the end, you go up front,"

Yang Hao took on the role of the temporary captain and started to strategize.

Upon hearing this, Fat Peng\'s lips twitched involuntary: "You want to be behind me?"

"Yes!"

"I\'ll anchor!"

Yang Hao nodded, oblivious to the insinuation in Fat Peng\'s words.

However, he thought it over, then shook his head, "You anchor instead. You have a lower center of gravity. I\'ll take the lead."

"Okay."

Fat Peng nodded, clearly relieved.

The imaginative internet novelist truly did not want Yang Hao standing behind him; it would give him the feeling of being locked in a sniper\'s scope, always at risk of getting blown away...

Naturally, Yang Hao had no idea Fat Peng\'s thoughts were so lecherous. He communicated a bit more with the other parents, and they finally decided on a formation with two male parents in front, three in the back, and the five female parents in the middle.

The first match soon arrived.

The second grade\'s opponent was the nursery first grade.

The referees hadn\'t even called the start yet, but the cheerleading squads on both sides were already shouting excitedly... с&н-ε+ςκ?-σц#т-$

"Daddy, go for it!"

"Daddy, go for it..."

Xixi was waving her little hands vigorously while shouting loudly, as if she was using all the strength she had from drinking milk.

However, there were so many voices cheering "Go for it, daddy" that her cheers were soon drowned out by the wave of encouragement.

In this situation, there were two voices that were distinctly clear.

One was "Go for it, brother-in-law!"

The other was "Go for it, Yang!"

After hearing each other\'s cheers, Li Manni and Zhao Yingying exchanged a glance unconsciously, then nodded slightly to each other as a signal.

"Little aunt, shouldn\'t you be cheering for Mommy?"

Looking up with a puzzled face, Zhao Zirui questioned his little aunt. His mommy was also representing Class Two in the tug-of-war competition, but here was his aunt cheering for someone else.

"Little aunt will cheer for your mommy too, cheer for both~!"

Zhao Yingying replied perfunctorily, then shouted again, "Go for it, Yang!"

"Little aunt..."

Feeling dispirited, Zhao Zirui could only pout and start chanting "Go, Mommy" on his own.

Amidst the cheers, the first match began, and Class Two quickly gained an enormous advantage, ending the contest in a mere dozen seconds and advancing to the next round!

"Yay!"

"We won!"

Xixi jumped around excitedly, while Li Manni smilingly high-fived the little girl.

After resting for about fifteen minutes, the semi-finals began.

This time, Class Two\'s opponent was Class One.

The teams were nearly matched in strength, resulting in a prolonged stalemate. Ultimately, Class Two\'s endurance proved superior, and they secured victory to advance to the final round.

Although the competition didn\'t hold any practical significance and was just for fun, Mrs. Jiang was still quite happy that her class had made it into the finals. She especially brought over a case of bottled water, twelve in total, to distribute among the ten competing parents.

"Xixi\'s dad, the Class Two you\'ll be facing in the finals seems pretty formidable—they\'ve been breezing through their matches with ease,"

Mrs. Jiang handed Yang Hao a bottle of water, then started chatting with the temporary team captain.

"Yeah, they do seem pretty strong,"

Yang Hao nodded in agreement.

Class Two\'s team included two hefty men weighing over two hundred pounds each, making their overall combined weight significantly greater than that of Class Two. Even though weight isn\'t the sole factor in tug-of-war, it wasn\'t an advantage to be overlooked either.

"Actually, it\'s simple if we want to win."

Yang Hao took a sip of water and said with a chuckle.

"Simple?"

Mrs. Jiang looked puzzled.

"The prize for the jump rope competition was masks, right? Just borrowing a couple from the kids will do," Yang Hao said with a smile.

"Masks?"

Mrs. Jiang was momentarily taken aback before realizing that Yang Hao planned to wear masks to make the opponents laugh: if two or three people at the front ended up laughing, that would clinch the victory.

If it were a serious tug-of-war competition, this tactic definitely wouldn\'t be allowed, but given that a parent-child sports day was just for fun, it was not a big deal.

"Okay, I\'ll find a couple of funny ones!"

The beautiful teacher\'s face broke into a radiant smile.

Winning or losing really didn\'t matter; what mattered was that this approach also upheld the spirit of entertainment. Their kindergarten had been recording the entire tug-of-war event and planned to edit some footage to post on the BEI Qin Kuaiyin account for promotional purposes.

So if this trick really worked, it would be great material for Kuaiyin, especially since she herself was a Kuaiyin user and understood its appeal.

Soon, Mrs. Jiang returned with two Zhu Bajie masks.

Yang Hao handed one of the masks to Xuxu\'s Dad, who was standing with him in the front row.

"Haha, Yang, you\'re a genius." After hearing about Yang Hao\'s strategy, Xuxu\'s Dad couldn\'t help bursting into laughter.

After another short break, the final round began.

All eyes in the venue were focused on the two teams.

Needless to say, both sides\' cheer squads were putting in extra effort...

Class Two also had two men at the front, one of whom was a big guy weighing over two hundred pounds, and the other was also quite hefty.

Both shook their shoulders, each looking resolute and determined to win.

"Take your places..."

The referee shouted, and all the competitors got into position.

Then, the two burly brothers from Class Two were slightly dumbfounded, for facing them were two "pig heads"!

"Begin!!"

The referee\'s flag dropped, and both teams started to exert their strength.

However, the two big guys from Class Two couldn\'t focus fully on the task at hand – seeing the two pig heads in front of them, half of their strength was spent trying to suppress their laughter.

Masks might not seem laughable when worn by children playing around, but on the faces of two grown men, the incongruity was glaringly funny.

The cheer squad from Class Two, noticing two Zhu Bajie on the opposite side, were at first stunned and then they burst into laughter, especially the children, who found it hilariously unusual to see adults goofing around like this.

Laughter is contagious, and as soon as they heard the surrounding laughter, the two big guys trying so hard to hold back couldn\'t control themselves any longer and started laughing as well.

With their two main forces suddenly losing steam, the balance of victory tipped instantly. Class Two redoubled its efforts and secured victory in the contest.

"Yay yay yay, we won again!"

"Wow, we won!!"

"Hahaha, it worked!"

The cheer squad from Class Two erupted in cheers, and Xixi ran up and threw herself into her daddy\'s arms: "Haha, daddy is Zhu Bajie!"

"Auntie is Chang\'e!"

"Huh?"

Yang Hao, still wearing the mask, paused for a moment. It made sense that he was Zhu Bajie, but how did Li Manni become Chang\'e?

"Why is auntie Chang\'e?" Yang Hao curiously asked.

"Because auntie is holding the Jade Rabbit!"

Xixi pointed towards Li Manni, who was cradling the rabbit plush toy they had won during the three-legged race earlier.

Li Manni, dressed in a fresh white tracksuit, was already highly attractive and fair-skinned, and holding the rabbit toy added a celestial touch, making it seem as though the Lady of the Moon had descended to earth.